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The Saviour Came
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By Gary James Smith
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The Saviour Came

The Saviour came in humility
To show the Father’s love
To become obedient unto the death
And to live His life as God
Forgiving sin...doing miracles
Such as causing the blind to see
Walking amongst men without one sin
As proof of His Deity

Although our sin fastened Him to the Cross
The grave proved sin's futility
For the stone was rolled away...praise God
And the Tomb echoed...Christ is freed!!!
Free indeed our Saviour was
All that was left were His linen clothes
Two angels awaited for Mary's arrival
He is not here!...He has arose!

An incorruptible inheritance
That fadeth not away
Will be reserved in Heaven for you
If you trust in Christ today
Kept by the power of God through faith
Ready to be revealed in the last time
So rejoice my brother...greatly rejoice 
For this wonderful Salvation!

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

Copyright April 14 2022 12:31 AM

Gary James Smith

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Submitted: Thursday, April 14, 2022

Last Updated: Friday, April 15, 2022

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca

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